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alphalogs2016-01-26 08:21 am
Daycycle 18 [ JAN 26-30]
MORNING
Matt Farrell will be woken up at 0400 when a squad of Internal Security Gray Ops come to arrest Jason Wilcox for treason. He is led away at gunpoint and any requests for information will be denied by higher level officers, claiming it’s classified. Any digging done outside of sanctioned channels will reveal that he was believed to have been stealing medical equipment and supplies.
There is a new briefing officer in place this morning. She speaks in a sugary sweet voice and smiles often. Rumor has it she was on the execution squad that finished of the worst traitors in Death Leopard.
Troubleshooter Team: Parker and R. Lynch
Mission: These fine recruits need practice in small unit tactics. You will each have a team of three recruits and will lead them as they are pitted against each other in small unit tactical skirmishes. You’re units are to engage in three to five armed skirmishes against each other. You will take note of each recruit’s accuracy, obedience and courage under fire. Fill out these forms indicating each recruit’s performance and turn them in, along with surviving recruits, at the nearest Vulture Squadron barracks. The Troubleshooter with the most survivors will be awarded a credit reward.
All other Troubleshooters: You are to report to your Service Firm positions for the day, until called on for Troubleshooter duty.
Specials will remain in their temporary quarters until repairs are completed on their RED quarters.
1202 - S. Rogers - G. Maecenas
1203 - A. Hardison - Parker
1204 - R.Palmer - B. Allen
1205 - D.Grayson - T. Stark
1206 - M. Farrell
1207 - S.Groves - L. Martin
1208 - P. Carter - A. Patterson
1209 - R. Lynch
Intel: Free Enterprise has begun manufacturing weapons for sale to the highest secret society bidders. Any information about these weapons should be reported immediately.
AFTERNOON
There is a high-level game of PowerGolf being held this afternoon in the Tech Services sub-sector Delta with many BLUE and VIOLET clearance citizens. The game will be broadcast across the Complex. Rumor has it that Free Enterprise will offer any citizen the ability to place bets on the outcome. Increased security is apparent and all RED Troubleshooters will be pulled to work crowd control and police the game.
EVENING
The Alpha City Library is hosting a special reading of it’s high-clearance level novels this evening in a desperate attempt to attract interest and sponsorship from the Alpha Complex masses. The book chosen is so notoriously racy that it has been forbidden to most clearance levels for nearly a decade. There is a small fee to attend, but drinks and food will be provided.
Sleep aid gas will be expelled into the barracks this evening at 2100.
Re: Morning | Troubleshooter Teams
Unbeknownst to either of them, they share the issues with authority, the outfits, and the whole not wanting to die thing.
There will be the oddest, almost whoosh noise and Parker's arrived. She wasn't there a moment before, and now she is. Having been assigned missions before, she knows a little more of the lay of the land and has come prepared.
"New person," do names matter? She still calls Bucky, Chucky. All she wants is his attention, and when she has it, she holds up a piece of paper. It's tilted away from the cameras, it makes Parker's feelings very clear.
Laser tag?
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He gives her a sharp, angry look when she appears (really anger is the only emotion he's remotely comfortable with). He's tense and waiting for something to attack him. It probably doesn't take a genius to see that.
"Ronan," he barks at her, softening enough to get a good look at her paper. When he reads the words, a grin slices across his face. It's crooked and leering, something scary rather than something pleasant. "Fuck yes."
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Right now, everything's going very, very well. The quick and enthusiastic agreement has Parker grinning. It's a strange mix between Cheshire Cat and the Joker.
"Parker."
Nodding her head towards the hallway,"We have to go get equipment." Hey, wait there could be another advantage.
"Wanna mess everything up too?"
This newbie could be fun.
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Her smile might be as creepy as his sharp-edged grin. He approves of that as well.
He nods a little at her introduction and cranes his neck to look where she's nodding.
"Psssh yeah. What are we screwing up? And are we still going to get to play laser tag?"
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"3-5 armed skirmishes. Arms are the laser guns. Skirmishes can happen wherever we want. We need cover for the skirmishes. Lets destroy some places to make cover." It's a simple plan, with the most amount of potential mess for the crazy computer to arrange to clean up.
"Know a warehouse. Somebody I don't sleep with works there. Lets start with that." Oh, Tony Stark, you have no idea what you started by insulting her all over the network.
"I know where we can get all the weapons." Well, lasers guns, and sensors. They can mock it up. "Might need some adjustment."
Play laser tag, tinker with laser guns, and make a mess? This might be the best day ever. If only there was money to be had.
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Well, that's a comfort?
Ronan smirks at the idea of the 'simple' plan. "We could do booby traps too. Small explosions, shit like that." Or, maybe not. It's not as if they want anyone to get hurt. Ronan just wants to blow things up 'cause that's fun.
His eyebrows go up because that was more information than he needed to know. "I'll follow you." Since he's new here and has no idea what sort of places and things even really exist in this place. At least, by following Parker, he'll get a good look at all the different places. He nods a little. "Are we actually training for something or are we just trying to fuck shit up?" Because he's good either way, but he wants to know if he should expect a war sometime soon.
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"Like the way you think. Let's blow stuff up too." Blowing things up is the greatest way of spending a day, outside of of acquiring money, or eating chocolate.
She starts back up again, and he can follow or not, but she'll continue to talk like someone's still there, "Can't we do both? More fun if it's both, isn't it? Blow stuff up, play laser tag, blow stuff up, pocket a few things, protect ourselves from the next riot..."
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"Always a good time," he tells her. He knows how to make a pretty good molotov cocktail, but Parker probably knows how to make a more advanced bomb. In any case, she seems to know what she's doing so he'll follow her lead for the most part.
He definitely follows. This is shaping up to be a pretty damn good day despite the weirdness of it. Maybe it hasn't sunk in yet that he's stuck here or maybe he's just busy not thinking about it. He frowns, considers her plan and shrugs. "Works for me."
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"Laser tag, with explosions. Why don't they do that in regular laser tag places?" She's not actually addressing him while she thinks of what is either the best, or worst, business plan ever. She may know what she's doing with this mission, but following her lead can be dangerous and often involves heights.
"I want the warehouse and the museum. You pick the third place."
Laser tag, bombs, and casing a place: an excellent day.
Within another few steps, she stops to open what should be a locked door. It looks like it should be locked, but she opens it with a quick bump, and quick handle turn. She might've taken care of this before meeting him.
Welcome to the land of things to shoot, and shit to blow up.
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"Because they're all made for jackwipes who are too dumb to get the hell out of the way of the explosions." That's not the reason why, but he's sticking to his opinion.
"The fuck is that fair?" He asks. "I literally woke the hell up here this morning, got my gay-ass jumpsuit and was told to go here. I've seen like the hallway, the dining hall and this room." He's grumbling and bitching, but seriously, he has no clue what area to take.
While he doesn't know they're casing a place, he agrees that laser tags and bombs make a pretty good day, kidnapping aside.
He just assumes she's got the key because she's running this training mission. He's so clueless today, not that he'd object to her picking the lock. Niall taught him that particular skill when he was a little kid because 'it was a good skill to have in one's arsenal'.
He's pleased to be here and he'll take the guided tour.
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"Don't people know almost everything explodes?" Silly, normal people.
While Parker wouldn't insult herself by needing a key, she is insulted by his refusal to pick. If she didn't know a place, she'd shout out something like mainframe room or bank, or airducts. "Fine, don't pick. Geez." Here she thought she'd said the right thing, for once. Maybe she should go back to writing things down -- this one liked the first note she'd written.
If he's not going to pick, she's not going to wait for him to grab things that explode. Grabbing a laser sight, she turns it on to check if it's working.
The laser hits Ronan in the chest. "Hey! I won!" She's laughing at her own joke. It's hilarious to her.
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"Add enough gas and fire, it all does," Ronan says in agreement. He snorts at her offense at him not picking. "Fine. Maintenance. Public bathrooms." Because blowing a toilet up is always fun and he assumes there's a maintenance room and public bathrooms here. Oh, she didn't say the wrong thing. Ronan is just being his normal abrasive self. The sky is blue and humans breathe oxygen.
When she starts grabbing things, so does he even if he's not entirely sure what he's grabbing. He smirks at her 'joke'. "Best two out of three," he waggles his eyebrows at her.
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"So many accelerants, so many different colours." So much one can do with fire, it's like art.
"You're letting me win?" She sounds like a little kid promised Hagen-daaz.
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"So little time," he adds as he starts grabbing things. He snorts at her next comment. "Game isn't over yet, Blondie."
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"Depends how you organize it." It's a throwaway comment, but Parker does have some experience with this.
She snorts back, perfectly happy with her haul of weapons. She doesn't bother with safety equipment because that's for losers. She does, on the other hand, pick out all the green dye used to mark suspects wanted for interrogation. It'll leave a hell of a bruise to anyone hit with it, but it won't permanently hurt anyone. Think of it as painball on steroids.
"Game's barely started. We have lots of stuff to destroy." If there's extra collateral damage, that's a good thing, right?
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Ronan grunts a little at that. He doesn't have anything to add to it, not really.
They're brilliant conversationalists. Ronan doesn't really bother with safety equipment either. He figures it's laser tag, how unsafe can it be? And he knows how to hide when he blows things up.
"This day could be so much worse," he says as they start out of the room.